McMullen Ring
Millese System
Commander Ibrahim Nagi (retired) dropped his Imperial Cutter
Rose of the Desert onto the docking pad, letting his shields absorb his momentum, and ignoring the indignant squeak from the local ATC. He stretched luxuriously, as the com panel lit up with two new messages. One was from the daughter of his old friend, may he rest in peace. The second was from the "Vizier" (as he liked to call her) of one of his previous apprentices, Commander Inga Stevenson. As little as ten years ago, he would've worried about such a greeting. He'd nearly had a heart attack when he saw Inga's familiar face grinning at him back in 3295, fearing he had become dangerously predictable. Instead, he had the "privilege" of getting a preview of the next generation of Witchspace drives: the Frame Shift Drive.
He had retired the next year, after taking on one last apprentice: young Beth Johanson. The girl should've been grateful that he had put off his long overdue retirement for one last trip out into the Black. Instead, she had taken offense that the FSD had had its debut two weeks after they had departed for the Frontier. The old man shook his head.
'The Frontier doesn't have the meaning it once did. Ten years ago, travelling here from Cemiess would've me taken several months of extremely uncomfortable travel in Slave of the Empire
. Today, it takes but a hour or two.'
Roshni Narang was waiting for him at the end of the ramp. "Welcome to Millese, Ibrahim. I trust your trip went well?"
"Very well, my dear. Although I do wish the Federal Authorities would spend more time dealing with crime, and less time harrassing innocent pilgrims. Our departure was delayed by two days because the Feds didn't trust the paperwork from the Empire. Some of the more... proactive pilgrims were preparing to launch a rescue mission, though cooler heads prevailed. So, tell me... how is Beth doing?"
Roshni winced as they entered a nearby transporter. "Gyeong didn't release her to race until today, because she had obtained a valuable contract that required a Pilots' Federation member. She still needed to make a trip out to Felicity Farseer's base, and of course to gather up some materials. She just arrived an hour ago."
"When I asked you to intervene on her behalf, I didn't expect you to enslave her!"
"If I had just swooped in and saved her, she would've learned nothing from her mistakes. If I had done nothing, she probably would've been killed by those she'd betrayed. This way, she's alive to learn some lessons her parents' obviously failed to do in the past. Or at the very least, learn from her father's mistakes."
"For someone who allegedly shut down her father's little project, you seem to be still following his scenario."
"Just because I didn't agree with his ends, doesn't mean I don't think some of his means had merit. After all, you played
your role in his scenario for fifty years. If you didn't think his plans had merit, you could've said 'No.'"
The old man laughed. "True. We both have our hands dirty. Our only solace is that they aren't nearly as dirty as some. But let us speak of more pleasant things. If Beth hasn't been racing, what have you been doing?"
"Mostly watching the racing coverage," Roshni said, as they entered her suite. "Given that Sagittarius Eye is hosting this event, the local authorities have been a little more tolerant than normal to the BRC's antics, so there's a bit more coverage than normal. All the major mega-networks are present: ABC, FNN, ANN, SBC, ISN... even SWAN."
"SWAN? I haven't heard of them."
"Stevenson Whirlwind Adventures News. A couple of Inga's people are studying journalism and film, so they've been maintaining the company newsletter, and Gyeong bought airtime for them on the local networks. Mostly they just run footage of previous Buckyball Races that Inga participated in, as well as some of the movies Abby Wong was in. They were also showing performances of Doctor Sparkle's Family Fun Time Revue, at least until the local censorship bureau stepped in." She switched on the suite's large entertainment system.
"Abby Wong? I don't recognize the name."
"Friend of Inga's. She's a rising action star, but to date has mostly played supporting roles. That's her right there."
Ibrahim was surprised to see a familiar face. "Nearly a trillion human beings, and the two of them just
happen to be friends?"
Rashni started counting off on her fingers. "First, they're both Imperials, so that cuts down the odds a bit. Second, Abby's an action star, and so needs to maintain her level of fitness. Third, she's under contract with Acheron Broadcasting Company, which maintains a training facility on Emerald. Fourth, her first big break would be in a movie that persuaded the BRC to act as stunt flyers. Fifth, Abby is a method actress, even on minor roles, and likes to do her research. Sixth, there was only one Imperial Buckyballer based off of Emerald, who enjoys doing 'Adrenaline Tours' for those willing to pay. It was inevitable."
"I see..."
On the screen, the movie stopped playing, replaced with the SWA logo. "We interrupt this presentation of 'Gone in Sixty Seconds,' to bring you this special news broadcast.' We go live to reporter Beth Johanson, at the Print Works."
Beth Johanson (onscreen, looking off screen): Why does this skirt have to be so short?
Inga Stevenson (offscreen): The skirt's not short, you're just tall. At least that fantasy pseudo-Arabian style from the early 3290's went out of style. If you want to talk about unpractical...
Ibrahim pinched the bridge of his nose. "I can't believe that abomination was ever
in style... Wait, I thought Inga was still on the far side of the Galaxy."
"She is. She must be using that Pilots' Federation super-secret FTL communications technology I've heard about."
"Believe me, Roshni, if the PF had that kind of technology, we'd find better uses for it than video games and remote operating people's turrets. That's just a rumor used to trick gullible fools into paying less scrupulous Commanders multiple times."
Inga (offscreen): ... and that's why you should rely on your own research and knowledge.
Beth (still looking offscreen): But this is going to take fore-... wait, I thought Commander Stevenson was still on the far side of the Galaxy?
Gyeong Castro (offscreen): She is, but she prepared a FAQ for you, and we have her voice imprint which we can input into a synthesizer. Now don't sweat the details, and just read what you're supposed to. This is live, after all.
Beth (still looking offscreen): It's what?
Gyeong (offscreen): Live.
Beth (turning to look at the camera, reading woodenly): Hello! This is Commander Beth Johanson, for Stevenson Whirlwind Adventure News, coming to you live from the Printworks, in the Millese System. The Buckyball Racing Club and Sagittarius Eye are proud to present: Hot Off the Press, a race reflecting the finest traditions of photojournalism. However, because I dallied to long... HEY! I didn't dally all that long! You kept giving me more work!
Gyeong (offscreen): You did enough exploration to reach the rank of Pathfinder.
Beth (glaring offscreen): I was looking for materials to do a little bit of engineering! Which I didn't have, because you kept on giving me work!
Gyeong (offscreen): Just finish reading what you're supposed to.
Beth (sighing, before turning back to the camera): But here at Stevenson Whirlwind Adventures, we don't strive to do the bare minimum. We want to be the very best, like no one ever was... you're having me quote Pokemon? You do realize that this franchise has existed for over 1300 years, and the protagonist is still only ten years old, right?
Gyeong (offscreen): It seemed appropriate. Hurry up and finish, you have a lot of work ahead of you.
Beth (shoulder's sagging, to the camera): Anyways, I'm going to try for a complete collection. Which is going to take forever! Stay tuned to SWAN for further details. We return you to 'Gone in Sixty Seconds,' which was paused during this announcement.
In real life, I worked extra on Saturday, Sunday was too busy to anything, and Monday night I had just enough time to get Beth to Farseers to unlock her, and from there to Millese. Since I can't have the poor girl just sitting around doing nothing, I couldn't resist having Gyeong Castro being a
literal slave driver.
